Dienstag, 29. Juli 2014

First of all you need an outfit. And let's be honest and face the truth: No matter how fashionable you are - there are days when you just throw on whatever feels comfortable or when you are in such a hurry that you grab an easy dress that does not require lots of accessories. Which was the case on that very day these pictures were taken. I was late for work and almost everything was waiting for me to find the time to finally do my laundry. So I grabbed this dress. Which first of all is not my usual style because it is red. Just as a reminder: Red is a real color. I don't like wearing real colors. I like black. And white and grey and nude. But then again it is summer and it was on sale. Secondly, it is too short for work. There have been pretty strict clothing guidelines especially in my lovely department. But it was a friday, again I was late and maybe I had reached the point where I did not care anymore.

The second problem after sporting an acceptable look is to find someone who degrades him- or herself to take pictures of you and your more-or-less cool outfit. This was easy because one of my friends developed a real interest in my blog and in addition to that has a very helpful personality.

The third and biggest issue is the ability to look somewhat good in the pictures. Of course the photographer has to find the right angle and light settings (which makes it difficult if you are 'using' friends instead of real photographers). But the most important and impossible thing at the same time is the model. And that is you. Although one may not look like a model and never wanted to be one - you have to strike a pose. For me this is the most ridiculous thing ever. Posing on a street with strangers looking at you weirdly. Because you behave like a total weirdo. But sometimes you are lucky and the pictures turn out great. With a cool look on your face, a cute smile, a perfect fitting dress and highlighted beautiful make up. Sometimes. With a little luck.

But not this time. Absolute fail.

However, just keep laughing.

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EN// This long German text is all about handwritten letters. I remember having pen pals when I was younger and how happy I was when a new letter arrived. I answered at that very day. And I felt so appreciated whenever someone answered immediately. This still hasn't changed. Especially now that I am so far from home, receiving a handwritten letter or card makes me feel loved and thought of. When I got a letter from Theresa some weeks ago my tears immediately filled with tears of happiness. It just means that the other person took her or his time to sit down and write some nice words to you instead of just typing in a text message while on their commute. And if you are a little like me and have an affection for letters, cards, notebooks and writing, you will understand that writing with a beautiful and high-quality pen is so much more fun than with a cheap one you got from your pharmacy. These ones from Lamy that you can spot on the pictures look pretty as well. What do you think? Do you write letters? XO

EN// When I went to primary school there were a lot of fashion trends. We all wore scrunchies in our hair, tattoo necklaces around our necks and glitter prints on our shirts. Because I apparently had issues with my body starting at a very young age I never participated in a trend I loved on my best girlfriends: belly tees. I have never been chubby (okay, yes, as a toddler, but that's it) but I just felt uncomfortable showing around my belly. Time and trends passed by and with bootcut jeans and fizzy knits also the belly-free clothes vanished. Until like 2 years ago. I love the 'new' definition of belly-free. Because you are not actually showing your belly but a teeny tiny bit of your waist. And I feel a lot more comfortable with showing a little skin around the waist especially with high waisted (flared) skirts and pants that hide everything you want to hide. In addition it just looks so summery and cute. Don't you agree? What's your opinion on that style? I hope you have a great start into your week. XO.

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EN// Together with what feels like twenty-three-thousand people I am on the Brooklyn bound 1 train. My colleague gets anxious when I only mention this specific subway line. I can feel numerous bodies touching mine. At least the air condition is working. When we finally arrive my station the crowd takes me out to the streets, to the heat. It is only 8.30am and it is already 28 degrees celsius. The air is way too humid and reminds me of my vacation on Bali. But without palm trees and fresh exotic fruits. But as soon as I start walking I do not care anymore. I do not care about the insane amount of people, about all the unread e-mails waiting for me, the window-less office, my empty wallet but rumbling stomach, the cabs that almost hit me. Nothing gets to me. I am totally cool. Because I can feel my skirt swinging with every step. I feel its soft fabric touching my legs, its perfect color matching my mood and how the weak wind gets between the pleats. I feel like I am in another century. And I am in love. I am madly in love with midi-skirts and especially this one. It obviously has an office-appropriate length, looks like a lot of effort when it is not and protects my legs from the freezing cold air conditioning. It is just perfect.

(My other colleague asked whether I have a date after work because I looked so 'pretty'. I got compliments for the skirt from five other women. I guess men do not really like midi-skirts but seems like girls do. And this make me feel in love even deeper.)